Shattered (NLU: JB Fanfic)

Shattered (NLU: JB Fanfic)

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17 year old Scarlet James's world is a bit of a mess, okay maybe a lot. She comes from a broken home. Her father is a drunk and Mother is dead. She's broken and believes everything bad that happens is her fault. She's lost and broken: shattered. Everyone leaves her in the end except for Him. He found her, but will he be able to save her? Will things change for the better or worst? With hearts torn, people from the past, and rough thoughts thrown their way are they able to make it through together? Will everything just fall apart even more or will the pieces be put back together by love? In order to find out, read on. Seriously no one is stopping you. Enjoy
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Re•sent•ment: The act of hating - no, loathing Justin Bieber. (Yes, I'm well aware that's not the actual definition, but it might as well be . . .) It's been ten years since we've seen each other and the feelings are still as strong. I'm not going to bore you with all the details of how our love was once intoxicating, consuming, and perfect. Because it was . . . until it wasn't. I've been fine without him. I haven't missed his cruelty, his coldness and his spite. And after the ugliest breakup in the history of breakups, I forced myself to move on. Year by year, the feelings I had for him slowly drifted away, but one encounter with him recently changed everything. One encounter made me realize how the heart doesn't forget, and how my mind is going to have to work overtime to make sure I never forget my definition of resentment. ----- NOT MY STORY full credit : N.London

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